The first vice

"Uh,weird pretty sure I heard a voice."

Still feeling confused I look around but it only Shadow in the area .

I do a wide area scan but it only me,Shadow and some fierce beast.

"You bastard."

'there it is.'

I turn back and the voice is gone again.

Tired of thinking I settle down in a cave not far from the lake.

'where the hell is the voice coming from,I can hear but can't see it.'

"Please don't go."

Concentrating harder I finally saw imag..es.

I lost my focus for a second and I back in the cave.

"Shadow."

"Yes,my lord."

"You are basically my advisor right and the stronger I grow the more knowledge you have right?"

"That is correct."

"Mmm."

I proceeded to explain the previous situation to him.

"Finally." Shadow continues with a face filled with happiness: "what happened then is called the choosing, haven't ever wondered how we dæmons choose our commander and general."

"Yeah have always wondered."

"Through the choosing it allows a king to look for worthy candidate for a vice."

"Vice?"

"Yeah,lust,wrath,avarice,pride,sloth and the likes are choose through this method."

After half an hour Shadow was done explaining to me .

"So watch their life ,break them mentally and let them be reborn as a sin,mm savage."

"I....I *sigh* exactly my lord."

Going further into the cave I sat down in a corner to meditate .

"Sire, let go of your body and keep on thinking about the choosen your bloodline will do the rest."

Following the instructions of Shadow in less than a minute I find myself floating in dark space , around me are screen's of different sizes each flashing an image .

"Ohhh, that must be is memory,can't start checking one after the other."

Channeling my aether I said: "quick summary of his life."

Suddenly a rather huge screen appeared in front of me .

"Wow it worked."

My name is igris ravenclaw born into the ravenclaw family as a bastard son , I had a rather weird which made stronger than kid's of my age,I was quick to understand anything that has to do with killing .

At age 15 I met her as fair as sky with her blue crystalline eyes ,I fell in love with her immediately.

Her name Alison.

"Really there is always a girl."- azael.

I worked my way to a small general of battalion.

On 12th of Arusha I sneaked out as usual to meet her at our usual spot but she wasn't there , feeling down I went back to camp when I was about to open my tent I suddenly got surrounded by Knights all pointing there weapon towards me.

I was accused of kidnapping the mayor's second daughter.

After spending 5 years in jail ,I was brought out to be used as a shield in the war but I always survive and I killed far more than the Knights themselves. I have gone to countless battles as a meat shield.

Today I am going to be sentenced to death.

Even though I can't kill them I will achieve peace.

I immediately withdrew my spiritual body from the memory passage.

"He is the perfect one."

"Hahaha fate am coming for you sooner or later."

"Sire are you.."

"Shadow how far are we from galgadan mayordom."

"Just 2 hours away."

"Good guide me we are going there."

{Galgadan}

In a dark underground deep into the prison,in a corner north from the entrance a man seated in the cell whose eyes scream pain, vengeance and despair.

With his hair covering his eyes the man's gaze seemed lifeless and empty,without a will.

Suddenly the man heard a rustle and he looked at the entrance but nothing was there.

"Wow they really messed you up uh?"

An upbeat voice echoed in his ears.

Turning around he finally noticed a handsome golden eye young man standing next to him.

The man was at least 6"7 and lean in proportion the man's eye seem to carry a bit of mischief and darkness.

The man stretched his hands and said:

"Do you want power,do you want the ability to crush your enemies and grind their bones beneath your knees?".

He asked.

Turning my head I replied:

"What the use,what the point of killing them?when she is no more here."

The man looked at me in disdain and his face morphed into one of anger.

His entire visage changed and he became one with the dark the only thing visible was his glowing golden eyes.

"Is this all you are?so you are just going to leave it like that?"

Tired of his judgement I stood up to him.

"You don-"

"SILENCE!!"

He interrupted me I found out that I couldn't move I couldn't speak even if I want to I was frozen in fear.

"Where is the man that went out of his way regardless of the danger?where is the MAN that survived countless wars and was hailed as the vascitude of WAR despite being a slave?where is the man that will do anything to protect her;that will do is all to protect Alison?"

Taking a short break he paused and then continued:

"I'll ask you again is this what you want?is this what Alison will want from you?"

"no."

I said.

"I can't hear you."

"NO!!"

I said loudly.

"Good now,do you want power?power to bring an end to your enemies power to crush those who wrong you?"

"Yes I do."

Cutting my wrist I controlled my miasma filled blood and made it into a blob and fed him.

"Arghhh!!!"

'It burns...it hurts'.

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Still watching him Azael asked shadow.

"Have you isolated this place?"

Appearing beside him shadow replied: "A

long time ago master."

"Good."

Still writhing on the floor his bones were broken,his internal organs were restructured and blood and life was drained out of his body.

Few minutes later a beast stood in front of Azael.

Huff// huff//

"Kill all of them."

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And so he did on that the prisoners and jailer of Galgadan were killed including all the soldiers in the barracks,Alison father the one who sentenced him was also there he was ripped apart limb by limb,and dismembered.

On that day Galgadan was floating in a river of blood and bones.

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Now in a human form but covered with blood from head to toe,clarity returned to him.

He looked around at the hundreds of dead body littered around him and raised his hands up to his face.

"Do you regret?"

A voice echoed behind,the one who granted him power.

" No,my Lord."

Turning to him he went down on his knees.

"Thank you for granting me the power to kill those who hurt me."

Cracking a big smile Azael touched his shoulders.

And left.

"Rise and follow me Igris Naveer the 1st vice of Wrath."

"We have much to do."

He added.

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